After looking at Haranosuke next to him, Nian's mother finally made up her mind. According to Maitreya's words, she sold the medicine field at home to Ditou, and then left with him.
At the moment, everyone got up together, Maitreya let Haranosuke who led the horse lead the way, and then led Di Nian mother and son towards the village together. Just halfway through, I met a team of people coming.
In the setting sun, there were nine people in this team. The head was a shrunken villager, obviously leading the way, while the next eight were proud warriors wearing kimonos with five-and-seven paulownia patterns and knives on their waists. When they met the oncoming Yuan Nian'er, Maitreya, and Di Nian's mother and son, they were first taken aback, and then exchanged with each other, looking at the tall Di Nian'er:
"Is that him?"
"Yes."
After a brief exchange, a warrior directly pulled away the villagers who led the way, and then the eight people lined up directly in front of Maitreya. The capable leader stood up, ignoring Maitreya and Di Nianma, and rushed straight into the figure. The tall and outstanding Di Nian'er spoke:
"You are Di Nian'er, right?"
"What are you looking for my son to do?" Mother Di Nian stopped in front of the tall Di Nian'er, her expression was a little flustered, she looked at Maitreya who asked for help, and Haranosuke directly led the horse and ran away. Don't dare to block the way.
"Zai Nai is Chunye Tianshan, the new Yinliu disciple of Dahu City, and Xiao Wen Jixiu, who was defeated by your son before, is my junior. This time, I am here to compete with your son Di Nian'er." Tianshan straightforwardly offered his intentions. People in the local village once asked a warrior to deal with Di Nian'er, but he was beaten away. He was here to defend his reputation.
"No, Di Nian'er can't fight." Di Nian's mother was frightened and repeatedly vetoed it.
"Then you can choose to admit defeat, but I have a request. I hope that Di Nian'er can worship as my teacher, and I can make him a samurai." Haruno Tianshan smiled and put forward his real purpose. He came to subdue Di Nian. My son, such a majestic guy, if brought on the battlefield, he will be an extremely good fighter who can be used to make meritorious deeds.
"My son won't be a samurai." Di Nian's mother also refused. Her biggest wish is to let Di Nian'er grow up safely, and never want her son to become a cold-blooded butcher.
"Then, let's compete with me!" Haruno Tianshan was rejected and didn't care. He leaned down and tried to draw his sword, but he was not prevented from being crossed by a wooden staff wrapped in ivy.
"Haruno Tianshan is right! You call me a bald donkey." Maitreya blocked Haruno Tianshan with a vine-wrapped stick, protected the mother and son of Di Nian, and was named, Xin Yinliu is a branch of Yinliu. , Created by Hu Xiugang who has the title of "Ueno Yibengun", a famous kendo school.
"Go away, bald ass walker." Haruno Amano was very dissatisfied when he was disturbed by the apprentice. He stared sharply at Maitreya, and pulled out a few blades as a threat.
"Yes, but please compete with me!" A smile appeared on Maitreya's face.
"Competition?" Haruno Tianshan furrowed his brows and looked at the long sword hung around the walker's waist.
"Yes, you were rude to me just now, and I asked to compete with you." Maitreya squinted with a smile, showing a funny expression.
"Malu Yelang." Haruno Tianshan cursed, feeling that he was underestimated. Pulling the knife back and standing still, assume a mid-section posture, and aiming at Maitreya with the tip of the knife is a forward stab.
Haruno Tianshan's movements were done in one go, fast and ruthless. But before the tip of the pierced knife touched his opponent, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, Maitreya lifted the tail of the wooden staff in his hand and pointed it on his chest.
"You lost." Maitreya raised the tail of the rod and resisted Haruno Tianshan's coming. Seeing that he hadn't thrown a knife, he lowered the tail of the stick and spoke.
"How can I lose..." Haruno Tianshan put down the wooden stick that he liked, quibbling at the moment, and wanted to raise the knife. Unexpectedly, the nose took a heavy blow, and the whole person's eyes were staring. It felt like knocking over a vinegar jar, and had to abandon the knife to cover his nose, and pull back.
Seeing that Haruno Tianshan refused to accept defeat, Maitreya dropped the wooden stick and tapped his face with the tip of the stick. Seeing him abandon the knife to cover his nose and back down, his nose was bleeding and tears were falling, so he closed the stick and asked:
"Did you lose?"
"Lost." Haruno Tianshan took a shot, barely opened his teary eyes, looked at the nose and tears in his palm, and waved his hand to admit defeat.
"Then cut your belly!"
When he was hit in a key part of the face door, Haruno Tianshan was in pain. He clutched his nose and turned to look at the bewildered companions on the other side. He was about to find an excuse to get everyone around him, but he heard a sentence of'cut abdomen'. , Could not help but dumbfounded.
"As a samurai, but bullying the weak, if you still have a bit of martial arts honor, you should cut your abdomen here and use your blood to prove yourself." Maitreya talked a lot about samurai honor. The mother came, and she asked him to seek benevolence, benevolence, love kendo, and be a samurai, so let's dictate himself!
"If you are stunned, not only will you be ashamed, but your companions and your family will also be ashamed, right?" Maitreya looked at Haruno Tianshan's companions and asked with a smile. , The seven samurai were at a loss, and finally a thin, wretched samurai stood up and bends to the salute:
"It's rude, Shiryukawa Ichiro, this sir, can you please be as if today's things haven't happened!"
"It hasn't happened?" Maitreya was a little surprised by the face of these warriors. Really or not, didn't the warriors take honor over their lives
"Please be so." Rukawa Ichiro's face was very bitter. Judging from the action of this guy who calmly knocked down his senior brother Haruno Tianshan, unless the master Hu Xiugang showed up, he would not be able to compare at all. These people just went up to give food and could only admit defeat. .
"Never mind, forget it!" Maitreya sees people shamelessly and is not easy to persecute. The ants still have the ambition to steal their lives. Bushido emphasizes death and despise life, and it is not a samurai who values death and life. Nodding his face.
"Thank you so much, what's your name?" Rukawa Ichiro was relieved when he saw that Maitreya was not going to pursue it.
"Why, revenge on me?" Maitreya smiled and cast his gaze.
"There is absolutely no such thing, just looking at the stick technique, it feels like you are not borrowing a nameless person." Rukawa Ichiro shyly smiled hypocritically.
"My name is Maitreya. If there is nothing to do, I will leave first." Maitreya felt that this was Rukawa Ichiro. He hid a knife in his smile. He didn't like to say more to him. He waved his hand to let Haranosuke next to him continue to lead the way, and then turned to greet him. Di Nian mother and son keep up.
Facing the calm walkers, the remaining samurai in Xinyinliu stepped aside and watched a group of four people. Then the eight people gathered together to discuss a few words, turned around and killed the villagers who had led the way first, and then sent someone to follow. Maitreya.
"Master Maitreya." Di Nianma spotted the samurai behind her for the first time and called Maitreya with some worry.
"Don't worry! It's not for us." Maitreya looked at Haranosuke, whose eyes were constricted. Those guys are going to kill this guy, kill people, and ensure that the shameful news will not go out. The samurai still values death and asks others to go. It's just dead.
"In addition, you can call me Zimi, as my friends call me."
"Isn't it better to call Maitreya?" Di Nian's mother touched Di Nian'er with one hand, her shriveled mouth was slightly bulging, and she felt that Zi Mi was not very smooth, and Maitreya should be smoother, and it would feel better.
"You can call it whatever you want!" Maitreya said casually. He said the name Maitreya was originally intended to fool the new Yinliu warriors, but the name is already very random for him, so you can call it whatever you want. Scream!
(End of this chapter)